"But... hm..." Hunk makes a face, furrows his brow, and looks half-about to continue his thought two separate times before the words finally manifest.

"Even magic has rules. My world had stuff that seemed like magic, but..." He pauses again. This is a deeply complicated subject, and he's clearly trying to condense it. "...they called it Alchemy. It had rules, and could be learned." With a crazy spirit quest adventure blocked to all but a chosen few, but still.

"You probably just didn't find the right person to ask about pocket dimensions and pink zombies. Someone had to know!" He laughs, and then shakes his head. "I bet some of those Black Mages are eccentric eggheads. I mean, they can use dolls."